Moving through Shadow

It seemed that I was incapable of putting things into words in 2016. I wrote only the papers that I had to submit for professional purposes. I wrote no poems. I answered emails so sporadically that I’m sure people must have thought I disappeared. I wrote in my journal but twice. This space sat empty,…

the slow melt

Today, the sun is shining and the sky is painted with a soft blue palette that has been obscured by clouds for days. Yesterday, snow fell in large, fluffy conglomerations that stuck to surfaces and created slick sheets of ice. As I was out walking this week, noting the beauty of ice crystals on the…

Quiet reflection/gazing forward

The wind roars in the trees around my house. The light is beginning to dim; its orange glaze covering only the tops of the pines and maples now. Earlier, as I sat bundled up with William Powers’ book 12×12, I found myself reflecting on this place I have begun to settle into. I know the…